Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

Although Whiskey only took a glance at Brandy's original "proud work", it is still fresh in his memory.

Therefore, he recognized him the first time he walked in the door.

Then, for Whiskey, it was just a trivial matter to follow the clues and deduce the fact that Mancino's lover was a CIA.

As Whiskey said before, love cannot be hidden.

He became a lover with a CIA agent and concealed the matter from the organization. Under this premise, even if Mancino did not do the following things, he was no different from a traitor to the organization.

When Belmode recognized that the signature of the sweet confession hidden in the bracelet was a CIA member who died under Gin, Whiskey didn't actually know who that person was.

Of course, this is also because he doesn't care.

In the investigation of Mancino, Whiskey simply flipped through a few pages of information and watched some of the Mancino-related videos that Cyril intercepted from CIA surveillance.

All these things combined took less than 10 minutes of Whiskey's time.

As for the witness protection plan photo with Mancino's autograph, it is actually P's.

As for why he was so sure of this, it was because the CIA had given Mancino too much preferential treatment.

The beautiful silver bracelet on her wrist, the blue hairband on her head, and the torture wounds on her body that could still be seen faintly after being interrogated by Belmode and Paxton.

If Mancino hadn't fallen in love with someone from the CIA, everything would have been perfectly normal and reasonable.

However, with this premise, those traces do not belong to the normal category.

"Did the CIA really lie to Mancino?"

Is that witness protection plan really fake?

Reviewing the previous events, Toru Amuro's tone was a little doubtful, but there was a trace of certainty in his eyes.

When Belmod heard this, he looked at Toru Amuro and smiled very movingly:

"Didn't you already guess it?"

Of course it's not false. For the CIA, the value of Mancino is completely worth the cost of a witness protection plan.

So why did Whiskey deceive Mancino, who was already a prisoner?

Also, why did Whiskey go out of his way to tell Mancino that it was an SS-level decoding device?

At this time, it was already an undeniable fact that Mancino had betrayed the organization. The organization's method of dealing with traitors had always been to kill them all, to see them alive and to see their corpses dead.

A traitor who falls into the hands of Gin has no other choice but to face death.

Toru Amuro began to think about this problem in his mind, and then noticed the whiskey on his side, resting his chin and casually resting his hand on the black backpack he brought this time.

In an instant, I figured out the reason for this.

I saw him looking over, with a hint of expectation, and said word by word:

"Your Majesty wants to seize the remaining value of Mancino, an abandoned child, before she dies, so that she can make one last useful contribution to the organization's mission."

Whiskey didn't directly answer yes or no, but in front of Toru Amuro, he slowly took back his left hand that was resting on the black backpack. This action made everything clear.

"When are you going to act?"

Gin suddenly asked.

"Well, I have to wait a little longer here, but you and Rum can make some noise first."

Whiskey thought for a while, hooked up the black backpack at hand, opened all the zippers on the backpack and looked inside, then took out a palm-sized box from the front pocket of the backpack.

Pushed it in front of Gin.

Gin opened it, and inside were plastic round objects of various colors that looked very similar to casino chips.

However, it is arranged neatly, and each "chip" is carefully placed in a tailor-made card slot.

Divided by color, the "plastic chips" in the box come in four colors: black, white, red and blue, with ten pieces in each color.

Looking at the box of "chips" that were the same shape and size as chips, Gin, who was always cautious, actually reached out and picked up one from the box.

Once the thing was in hand, Gin noticed something was wrong with the weight of the thing.

He looked up at Whiskey, motioning for him to give an explanation.

"Blue is the signal jammer. The shielding range is 200 meters in radius. There are 10 of them in total, which can be used in stacks."

The signal jammer, whose comprehensive shielding range can reach a radius of two kilometers, is actually hidden in this plastic disc that is not much bigger than a coin.

"How strong is the shielding?"

Gin asked a question that Bermod and Toru Amuro were very concerned about.

"All CIA electronic equipment."

This product can block the signals of almost all electronic products currently on the market, except for artificial intelligence like Seliuer.

Whiskey's concise and concise words made Gin very satisfied, and Belmode's eyes lit up instantly.

It's small, easy to carry, has a wide shielding range, and even the shielding strength is surprisingly strong.

It is difficult for a signal jammer like this to attract the attention of anyone except gamblers, and its camouflage ability can be said to be quite excellent.

With this miniature shielding device, their next actions will save a lot of trouble.

By this time, Belmod became even more curious about the functions of the other three "chips".

"Red, signal reader, can read and stably connect specific signals within a radius of 200 meters, and can also be used in a superimposed manner.

I have set the specific signals of these ten chips in the box in advance, which are the headset connection signals when the organization communicates online on tasks. "

Whiskey was introduced next.

Toru Amuro instantly understood the powerful lethality of the combination of these two colored chips.

A shielding signal and a connection specific signal.

This combination is a perfect match.

Once put into use, this will limit the power of the CIA to the greatest extent.

When all electronic equipment fails, even the smartest people will be unable to respond promptly and effectively to the ever-changing situation.

In this era that mainly relies on various electronic devices to transmit various intelligence instructions in a timely and effective manner, once a large area of ​​​​the signal is blocked, even if the CIA really realizes that something is wrong, just transmitting the order will be a headache.

Untimely instructions are not only difficult to cause harm to the organization, but will bring more serious consequences to the CIA itself.

To put it simply, it's like two warring parties. The CIA side is wrapped in a deep fog. Even if it knows that this is the enemy's method, it even knows that the enemy is around.

However, due to the obstruction of the thick fog, not only was it impossible to discover the opponent's whereabouts, it was difficult to confirm the opponent's number, and it was even impossible to know in time when his companions died.

Only after the thick fog dissipates can we look at the corpses on the ground and count the exact amount of damage.

As for the organization, although they were also in dense fog, they had high-definition fluoroscopy. Therefore, the dense fog did not become an obstacle to them, but helped them win the war faster.

Odes wanted to use Fluke and the decoding device as bait to lure the snake out of its hole and then catch the turtle in the jar.

Whiskey knew this, but he didn't want to do what Oades wanted, let alone waste too much time on it, so he simply came to the bottom of the cauldron and violently disrupted Oades' plan from the root.

Blindfold his eyes, plug his ears, and let the CIA's ace briefly experience the life of a deaf, blind, and useless person.

Let the CIA, which has laid a dragnet and quietly waited for the organization to be arrested, become a small boat in the storm.

Of course, there is another reason why Whiskey did this, that is, under such circumstances, Odes wanted to ensure the safety of Fluke and the equipment, so he could only send someone or go to confirm in person.

If nothing happened if he was so confident, it wouldn't matter.

Odes is very smart, but unfortunately not everyone in the CIA is as smart as him.

When the time comes, there will always be people who can’t help it.

Even if Oades had really anticipated that Whiskey would use this trick in advance, he had carefully warned those who knew about it.

Some specious false news is enough to blind their sanity and make them willingly lead the way for the organization.

At that point, organizations can follow behind it and get relevant information easily.

Everyone present was smart. After listening to Whiskey’s brief introduction to the two pieces of equipment, Gin and the other three immediately realized that this was Whiskey’s plan to break the game.

With these two pieces of equipment, they can still break in even if Fluke and the equipment are in the heavily guarded CIA headquarters.

At this time, even Gin was looking forward to the latter two devices.

Generally speaking, the more important something is, the more it will be introduced last. The first two devices are already so powerful, and the last two devices will surely be even more powerful.

Bermod and Toru Amuro, who had the same idea as Gin, were quietly looking forward to the next introduction of whiskey.

And the subsequent introduction of whiskey really lived up to their expectations.

"It's a black, new type of bomb. If the explosion is powerful, it won't be a problem to blow up the room where Mancino is held.

As for the white color, it is also a bomb, but I added powerful purified phosphorus powder to it. If used together, it is more suitable for destroying corpses and eliminating traces. "

bomb! ! !

Toru Amuro looked at the neatly arranged black and white chips in the box, almost failing to maintain the bourbon facade.

Toru Amuro was already shocked when he heard Whiskey say that this gadget was a jammer and a coupler. But he didn't expect that he would be shocked too early.

In this small plastic case, it is impossible to completely stuff the fuse, detonator, and gunpowder inside.

How on earth did something like a bomb become of such a size? Even if it was small, it could still be so lethal.

A small one can blow up a house of at least ten square meters. Once this kind of bomb reaches the black market, it will definitely bring disaster to countless people.

Thinking that in the future, someone would be walking on the street with this thing in their pocket, and if they saw someone or something they didn't like, they would quietly throw one in, and Toru Amuro's eyesight went dark.

The most important thing is that this thing is too small. If you want to dismantle it, ordinary tools can't do it.

Even if they have the tools, when faced with a bomb that is not much bigger than a coin and does not even know the mechanism of the explosion, most bomb disposal policemen can only stare and have no way of making a move.

If Toru Amuro hadn't heard it with his own ears, and the person who said it was Whiskey, a world-class weapons expert who was extremely good, who would have thought that that thing could actually be a bomb.

Tohru Amuro, who had always been extremely afraid of Whiskey's strategy, which seemed to know everything about it, finally realized a problem at this moment.

He underestimated Whiskey's talent in weapons and equipment manufacturing.

No wonder Whiskey became one of the five core cadres as soon as he joined the organization. The arms dealers in the other world would be stepped on by Whiskey for ten years. Even after 30 billion of arms were destroyed and the scale of smuggling was reduced, those arms dealers could not shake the organization in the other world. The supremacy of the arms smuggling market.

Gin looked at the red chips in his hand, and then glanced at the black and white chips in the box. When he looked at Whiskey again, his eyes were questioning.

“The performance and stability of these two bombs are very good, and they will not explode with a bang.

Besides, I'm so close to you, it's really crazy and I can't escape. "

Whiskey explained very calmly.

"Then how do these two bombs detonate?"

The considerate Belmode asked aloud.

"There are two ways, one is to press the detonator."

As he spoke, Whiskey took out the detonator from the side pocket of his backpack and placed it next to the box.

Toru Amuro, who was only responsible for picking up the bag, carrying the bag on the helicopter, and finally bringing the backpack here, didn't know that the detonator was stuffed in the side pocket, took out the whiskey from the side pocket that was easier to hit and detonated it. When I turned on the instrument, my eyelids suddenly jumped.

Good guy, has he had a brush with death before?

Gin and Belmode looked over at the same time, the expressions in their eyes were surprisingly unified.

What stimulated the whiskey?

Whiskey, who didn't really want to read the eyes of the three people, still explained:

"The detonator has no batteries."

Toru Amuro, who felt relieved for no apparent reason, asked:

"What about the second one?"

"Press the center dots on both sides of the chip at the same time, then release it and throw it out. It will explode after three seconds."

After saying that, Whiskey added:

"The startup method of these four devices is the same, and the red and blue devices can be shut down in the same way."

"How many did you bring this time?"

Gin asked.

Whiskey raised his chin slightly:

"That's it, it's enough for you."

The production requirements for those two bombs were extremely high, and those 20 bombs were all in stock that he had worked hard to assemble himself.

If he hadn't wanted to lure out the person behind the CIA as soon as possible, he wouldn't have given all of his precious and scarce inventory to Gin.

Seeing Gin put his box unceremoniously into the pocket of his black coat, Whiskey looked calm but still felt a little distressed.

Belmode did not continue to ask further, but it was obvious that she was already interested in this, but the current situation was not suitable for talking about this, so she did not speak.

Toru Amuro didn't speak again, although at this moment he was constantly thinking about how to extract the detonation principles of these two bombs from Whiskey.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became quiet.